Too lazy to be ambitious, I let the world take care of itself. Ten days' worth of rice in my bag; a bundle of twigs by the fireplace. Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment? Listening to the night rain on my roof, I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out. - Zen Master Ryokan (1758–1831)

Quasar

Posted: July 7th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Textos | No Comments »

Falar, beber, esconder.
Chuva, pão e formiga vermelha.
Aquilo que dá cor e perfume à violeta.
Eu sei.
…
Não deveria dizer certas coisas.
Mas parei.
E gostei.

Leave a Reply